"Good morning Nicholas Meyers, this is your station administrator, Rutherford Dietrich, with your wake-up call." Nick squinted through drowsy eyes at the source of his interrupted sleep on the nearby nightstand. His silver alarm clock displayed "7:00 am" in blue digital numbering. Above it, a hologram displayed the image of a man with a black mustache givin...
We lay there for a while, on our sides, gazing at each other, exhausted after our pleasurable climax. I felt a wave of contentment. My bonds held me, relentlessly and I surrendered. She stroked my hair and the side of my face and smiled. She moved closer to me and kissed me, wrapping her leg around mine and her arms around my chest, embracing me as her lips...
"Cute necklace, where did you get it?" trilled the diminutive voice of Chloe. She was pointing at the bright pink collar, locked around my husband, Mack's neck. At several muscular inches north of six feet, not many people will ask Mack, my husband, about the pink collar he wears locked around his neck. Whenever a man asks about the collar, they normally f...
"Show me," Hannah said, grinning. "What?" Bruce responded. "I said show me, I want to see how big it is." "I've never claimed that its big, just that his is small," Bruce responded, laughing. "I don't care, I want you to show me." "Are you serious?" Bruce asked, feeling his cock stiffen at the thought of getting it out in front of his friend. "Hell yes...
This is the next chapter in Misaki's adventure of finding her sexuality. Thank you very much to my friend Jim who does my editing, without him, my stories wouldn't be published. ***** The big black cock was sliding in and out of my mouth at a rapid pace. I felt his strong hand on the back of my head guiding my mouth up and down his length before taking a...
Previous readers of my other stories know one side of my wife, a side that I never knew existed until recently. We met in school and she is (was) a very conservative person. Our sex life is good but nothing out of the ordinary, except for the couple of instances that started about 3 1/2 years ago. It is strange because typically the lights must be out and sh...
You can call me Sweet Charlotte; it's a name I have great affection for because it was the nick-name the Colonel gave me. For two glorious weeks in my life ten years ago this mature, worldly man taught me that sex and its many acts can be a delicious experience even for a novice such as myself. At 18 years of age I wasn't the most experienced girl in the wo...
I'm not sure why we called it "the game," but somehow it just stuck. It was also possible to refer to it in mixed company without arousing too many suspicions, and I think that may have been it's biggest selling point. Michelle suggested it, claiming she knew several women who complained of inferior hook-ups and selfish men. I guess she had been bragging abo...
Author's note: The characters in this story are seniors on a varsity high school soccer team. No sexual interaction between underage characters is intended or implied. ***** "You heard me. Kiss it." I stood there staring at Nicole's cleats. More specifically, my eyes were on the one that was perched on the bench, waiting for my lips. It would have sounded...
Chapter 10: Lacie's Decision It had taken a long time. Almost the whole day, but finally, Lacie knew that in the end, she really didn't have any choice. She knew that she was still being manipulated, and it infuriated her, but Lacie knew that part of her anger sparked from her fear at what had almost happened to her. That same fear of what could have been,...